The voices
The choices
All the monsterous things,
With a silent TING
A Knife was drawn
From its place
With horrid screams
The blood will scatter
I woke from the dream
Smiling at the dream
"If only it was real.."
Muttered I.
I grab the knife
And say 'Good night'
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My Poems/ Songs
PoetryJust something i do in my free time All things written are mine i swear I wrote them on my own!!
